Azeroth Trail of Light

Dick stepped forward, stood in front of Kael'thas, and handed him the blazing blow in his hand. Kael'thas held the hilt of the sword, and everyone looked at it like a dark red crystal. The flame strike suddenly ignited a crimson flame, and everyone held their breath.

This Excalibur seemed to be re-evoked. The flame on its sword became bigger and bigger, and eventually it also enveloped Kael'thas. In just a few seconds, Kael'thas' body reappeared. , Dick looked at the Flame Strike that had changed its appearance in his hand with satisfaction.

The three-curved sword body has been smoothed, and a burning flame jade floats above the orange long sword in the form of a fireball. Its sword body has become a streamlined long sword. On the blade, there are three grooves full of runes, adding a bit of ferocious aura to this artifact.

Like a phoenix spreading its wings and protecting Kael'thas's cane firmly, the elf prince raised this burning sword high, and in the setting sun, he looked like a **** of fire.

"The Pride of the Sunstrider... I knew it, it would recognize you!"

Dickel glanced at the gorgeous long sword silently, and quietly turned and left. At the moment when the new Elf King took over the power, he, a person who does not belong to Quel'Thalas, had better not stay here. , Especially when Kael'thas' affairs are so busy.

Regarding the pride of the sunstrider, it is completely different from the brilliance and purity of the fire of justice. This long sword allows people to feel its sharpness, its horror, and its pride. This artifact is for fire magic. The increase in will definitely allow Kael'thas, who is already terrifying in strength, to a new level.

That is the "Pride of the Sunstrider", a weapon that only the true king of elves is qualified to use.

Of course, there is another reason for Dick to leave quietly. He walked to the edge of the island of Quel'Danas that was severed by the great demon Archimonde. After confirming that no one was near, Di Ke held the fire of justice with his hands behind his back, and he stared at the divine hammer that looked unchanged, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Come out!"

"..."

"An Wei Na, come out, I know you are inside! I am the master of the holy hammer, and I can feel the change of the artifact."

"People are not in it...People, they just found a house to live in!"

Dick’s mind heard little Lori Anwina’s dull response. The moment he pulled Kael’thas out of the Sunwell portal, he felt something wrong with the holy hammer behind him. The power of light and order suddenly became a lot more active.

It should be at that time that the old king Anastrian activated the big splitting circle, and when the shackles of the sun well disappeared, the spirit of the sun-Anvina, who had been looking for a chance to escape, broke into Dick’s Saint. In the hammer, ran with him out of the destroyed Sunwell.

Of course, these are not important. The only thing Dick is curious about is that the fire of justice is actually a container? And after An Wei Na entered it, the attributes of this artifact had slightly changed.

"Anvina-Fire of Justice"

"Dark Gold-Injecting Spirit"

"Give all attacks the same damage to the holy light burning effect."

"Gives the user a 15% reduction in all spell damage."

"When attacking, there is a 20% chance of triggering the Holy Light to unsheath."

"When attacking, there is a 5% chance that the user will superimpose sacred power up to the current power threshold."

"When attacking, there is a 5% chance to summon Anvina's projection to heal the user."

"Anvina's Song: All resistances increased by 150 points"

"Explanation: The holy light does not extinguish, and justice does not extinguish!"

"Explanation: This will be the palace of others from now on! ---An Wei Na-Tige"

With the addition of a trigger attribute, the flash of holy light has officially become a holy light out of the sheath, and an additional magic resistance. In general, the value of the holy hammer has been increased again, and Dick also understood the meaning of "injecting spirit". If he remembers correctly, there should be a soul essence from Zul'jin, the leader of the Amani troll, in his rucksack, which can inject the power of the lynx into another weapon.

But what makes Dick a little unacceptable is that after Anwina entered the fire of justice, his connection with the holy hammer was added with a separation membrane, just like a once smooth water channel was blocked by something. , If there is no wrong guess, this should be the ghost of little Lori Anwina.

Dick didn’t mind Anvina living in the holy hammer, anyway, she was in a spiritual state, and the space was meaningless to her, but the handy weapon suddenly added a layer of restrictions, which was obviously unbearable for Dick. In battle, this level of obscure restrictions will definitely have a great impact, and even cause Dick to die.

"Anwina, I promised you would take you to find your mother and brothers and sisters. I don't mind if you use the fire of justice, but can you get rid of the barrier you laid out? You have to know..."

"No! This is their bedroom, and they are girls~ How can I allow a boy to pour power into my bedroom at will!"

Before Dick had finished speaking, he was interrupted by An Wei Na. At this moment, Dick felt the deep malice from the bear kid. He took a deep breath, and was about to say something with An Wei Na. , Little Lolita spoke again.

"Of course, they are not unreasonable people. When you have to use the holy hammer, they will give extra kindness to remove the barrier, but under normal circumstances, don't bother to disturb people's sleep! Don't forget, They have given you a lot of strength, little Dick, you have to learn to be grateful, don’t you know?"

Little Lolita came into Dick’s mind slowly and with a nasal voice, so that Dick’s prepared reprimands could only be held back in her stomach. Anwina was right. He has now reached "Rare Elite-Perfection". "This stage position really accepted a gift from An Wei Na, and Dick could feel that this kind of gift is also a great burden for An Wei Na who is still very weak.

From this point of view, little Lolita lives in the Sacred Hammer, but paid the "rent" in advance, and is short-mouthed and short-handed. Dick is not shameless enough to bully a child, let’s talk about it. Now, the power behind An Wei Na is so great that if you really offend her, if Elune in reality is careful, you will be finished!

That's a Titan! Unless he escapes to another planet, Elune has a way to heal him.

So Dick held the holy hammer in his hand, and after a stalemate for a few minutes, he still sighed helplessly.

"Well, I won't use the fire of justice in ordinary battles, but at critical moments, you can't drop the chain. I can only perceive everything around you. This is a promise, right?"

"It's okay, it's okay! I'll keep the promise the most! Okay, don't disturb them, they're going to bed!"

Little Lori replied impatiently, and the surging energy on the surface of the fire of justice subsided, and even worse, when Anvina took over the holy hammer in an all-round way, without her permission, Di Grams cannot even inject even a trace of energy into it.

The fire of justice was still as bright as before, but Dick knew that this artifact was already in a "semi-sealed" state.

But this is actually not a bad thing for Dick! He could feel that the large task of "the pause of the wheel of history" is about to end. When it ends, Dick’s strength will definitely rise to a higher level. The rapid increase in strength is very good, but Dick’s foundation is too poor. , He didn't even learn the orthodox knight martial arts.

So give yourself some training time, this is also the idea that Dick just started.

He turned the warhammer back around again and looked at the sea that was almost reddened by the blood of the devil. Dick moved his shoulders lightly and sighed.

Although this trip to Quel'Thalas was not perfect, and even unexpected circumstances appeared, the result now is much better than the destruction of Quel'Thalas in history! Sylvanas survived, and the inheritance and government of the Sunstrider Wang were not severed. More importantly, the hundreds of thousands of elves and civilians who died in the undead invasion also survived because of his intervention.

This feeling of pushing history in a better direction made Dick extremely happy. His heart was also full of a touch of pride. After Stratholme, he did another thing that made him proud. This feeling, this feeling completely different from the life in the previous life, he already enjoys it.

So in the beautiful afterglow of the setting sun, Dick sat relaxedly on the uneven edge of Quel'Danas, took out the pipe from his arms, and took a beautiful sip. He even hummed Lordaeron’s minor tune. All of this is wonderful.

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The Dark Portal on the morning of August 17, 20.

In the land of ghosts raged by the undead, an ugly black gully lays across this gloomy land. It was the scar left by the blow of the great demon Archimonde. Not only the land of ghosts, but also Quill. There is also a black fissure that runs through the entire area in Salas.

This is the most filthy fel-infested area. Countless little demons and mutilated corpses wander in it. From time to time, they will rush out of this small canyon named "Death Scar" by Kael'thas and head towards The ground marched, but under the surveillance of the militias deployed by Quel'Thalas, this "invasion" would soon be beaten back.

Now, a month has passed since the invasion of the demon and the invasion of the undead. The elven civilians who were placed in the East Dalungmir area are passing through the portal and the transportation of the Sunsail fleet, returning almost half of the ruined ones. Quel'Thalas.

The new Sun King, the once wise prince Kael'thas-Sunstrider, is recruiting enough manpower. He plans to rebuild a small city in Quel'Thalas, which is deep into the sea, to rebuild a small city as the new Quel'Thalas capital.

When Silvermoon City was completely destroyed by the energy of the Sunwell, it was destined that most of the elves could no longer return to their hometowns, so under Dick’s contact, Kael'thas and the current Knights of the Silver Hand The commander of Dathrohan, Falbanks, Ethanlien and others reached an agreement.

Quel'Thalas formally joined the Union of Resistance to the Undead. In exchange, the current actual controllers of the Hillsbrad Hills, Arathi Highlands, and East Dallonemere, the Knights of the Silver Hand will be in these three areas. , To set aside the land where the elves who have taken refuge for a long time live as a special area jointly managed by both parties.

This wartime agreement will be maintained until the Sunstrider Royal family completes the reconstruction of Quel'Thalas.

It is conservatively estimated that the shortest time is between 70-100 years! The undead and demons have done too much damage to this once-beautiful land. Just expelling the undead and demons entrenched in the ruins of Silvermoon City and the southern front requires a lot of energy from the royal family of the Sunstriders.

Of course, this agreement is very beneficial to both parties. The Day Chaser has won the space, and the Silver Hand has won the time. This is a win-win move.

At this time, on the central square of Zhuridao, a simple but grand ceremony is preparing to begin.

Dick, who changed his armor and put on a Sin'dorei robes, held a glass of wine in his hand, and was walking along the edge of the square with Miss Jaina, who was attending the coronation ceremony of Kael'thas on behalf of Dalaran. I just rushed back from Ironforge. It is said that the casting of the holy blade has reached the final juncture. The Grand Knight Alessandro was also in Medivh’s mage tower, and the broken Karazhan accompanied Uther to complete the final transformation ceremony.

The eldest lady who hadn’t seen each other for a long time was a bit more mature than before, but after accompanying the archmage Antonidas to the island of Sunshine, the first time she saw Dick, she threw herself into Dick’s arms like a cannonball. Here, Harduren and Roseman, who were on the side, laughed.

After a sweet and suffocating kiss, Jaina took Dick and walked in a place where there were few people, telling each other sincerely, feeling the eldest lady holding her hand tightly, and Dick’s heart also rose. Unspeakable nostalgia.

But just when the two were getting tired of being together, three crisp bells rang, and Dick turned his eyes to the position of the square, where the coronation ceremony began.